Chapter 214

Chapter 214

Bu Eun-sul’s martial arts prowess had long ago reached a level of excellence that allowed him to take on two great masters.
But Myotianwu and Yuyunlong weren’t just playing around.
He had practiced the art of Chih Chih Sim, and his skills had improved beyond what they had been in the past.
It started with Myotian’s Seal of Death.
The reason why the Demon King’s Palace was able to stand tall in the Mighty Sky with only two flesh pots was because the power of the art of warfare was greater than that of any other recruit.
Pow!
As the tension poured out, a hole gouged a hole in the rock around him.
Boom!
Then the whip, like a white serpent, sliced into the udder of the puffy snow that was out of tension.
Tsk, tsk.
But his body faded, and the white horse drew in vain. He began to move at breakneck speed.
Boom! Pow!
The two men’s attacks were futile as the best of Nangyagak’s divine martial arts began to unfold.
Myo Tianwu’s energy surged like a drug as Bu Eunseol leisurely dodged the attack.
“This will be inevitable.”
Saaaaah!
The dozens of spirit spirits in the air suddenly turned into mist and enveloped Bu Eunseol’s body.
He unfolded the cremation papers used to save Seokwoo in the past.
Shit!
Meanwhile, the Yuyun Dragon’s body spun fiercely like a spinning top, and ten million prongs of lightning rained down on Bu Eunseol.
It’s the white knight’s herbs, the tricks of the trade from a distance.
Papa Papa Papa!
A Seal of Death and a White Horse in the Heavenly Chamber.
Staring at the overwhelming confluence, Bu Eun-sul finally reached behind her back.
Roar!
A trembling sword flower bloomed in the air, accompanied by a low saber cry.
At the same time, a series of swords began to fall, each one faster than the last.
ShackleShackleShackle!
Sword Qi poured out from the tip of the heavy sword, deflecting the two great Qi of the Demon Palace and the White Demon.
“Ugh.”
As the two clashed head-on, Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong retreated, jumping back as if they had been electrocuted.
The powerful internal force contained in the heavy sword pierced through his body like an awl and burrowed into his veins.
Pow!
As the two retreated, Buunsul’s sword herb changed again.
The black river seemed to burst forth and color the sky, then began to fall back to earth like a torrential rain.
This is a combination of meteoric overtake and residual effect.
Pow!
Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong scattered to the left and right as if they had made a promise.
He realized that he would be injured if he struck Chu Shu head-on, so he stepped out of the range of the sword technique altogether.
“Impossible!”
Even though they were pushed back by their own air power, Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong did not lose any momentum.
Rather excitedly, they quickly followed up with a dozen more.
Kwarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
He flicked his left finger to send a gust of wind, then extended his right hand and drew his saber.
He held out his two hands, one each of the Heavenly Immortal’s two great swords, the Hyoumaji and the Thunderbolt Blood Sword.
Drop!
When he unleashed the Martial Art of the Immortal Destruction Realm, Yu Yunlong and Myo Tianwu quickly found a loophole and counterattacked.
Boom!
But that was a trick of the trade.
Predicting their counterattack, Bu Eunseol closed the distance, wrapped his sword around the white horse, and grabbed Myo Tianwu’s wrist with his left hand.
That’s what we’re trying to do here.
Boom!
Heat immediately rose in the three men’s bodies.
“Oh my God.
Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong’s eyes widened as they poured out their inner energy.
Isn’t Bu Eun-sul taking it in stride despite the fact that two people with a talent that exceeds his own are working together?
Purr!
Realizing that they were no match for him, even in a duel, Yu Yunlong and Myo Tianwu immediately retreated to the back.
The moment you retreat in an internal battle, your opponent’s internal force will burst your veins.
However, they did this knowing full well that as soon as Bu Eun-sul retreated, they would reap the rewards.
When Yu Yunlong retreated and swung his white horse, Bu Eunsul immediately pushed Myotian Wu away and retreated backward.
Boom!
At that moment, a puddle of water appeared where the swollen snow had been.
It may seem like a light swing, but white magic cuts through iron and breaks rocks.
Moreover, the white magic tricks that Yu Yunlong unleashed were heaven-shattering and earth-shaking.
“…….”
The Great Forest was eerily quiet.
The battle between Bu Eun-sul and the Ten Demon Warriors is like a battle between a heavenly general from the heavens and a dragonfly from the earth.
In the meantime, the three tangled and battled for another forty seconds.
If Bu Eun-sul had used all of her energy, she would have easily overpowered both of them.
Nong Zhao Yun, which moves sword energy freely. A ten thousand sword bell that instantly mimics the enemy’s movements.
And a hundred and eighty variations of return fire to break through the enemy’s stiffest defenses.
It also has the added bonus of being able to react to enemy flesh to block attacks.
But what Bu Eun-sul doesn’t want is to defeat the two of them, but rather to reach another level of advancement by confronting the supreme climax of the Maiden of the Ten Doors.
They are waiting for Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong to demonstrate their highest level of craftsmanship.
“Great!”
Realizing Bu Eunseol’s intentions, Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong finally began to use their full strength to raise their Inner Gong.
Yuyun Dragon casts Necrotic Heavens, and Myotian casts Annihilating Wall.
Woof!
A strange and mysterious light emanated from the pupils of Bu Eunsul’s eyes as she gazed at the two great martial arts centers of the ten gates.
Public President.
The Beast’s mighty power is a testament to the strength of his flesh, along with the power of his martial arts.
“Impossible.
Gongsim’s senses were telling her.
He realized that the martial arts he had been practicing were not enough to break through the combined walls of those two schools.
You need a new superpower to unleash all of your inner strength.
Poof!
At that moment, all the energy was drained from Bu Eunseol’s heavy sword.
For a moment, Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong were stunned.
Even as he watched Chu Shu tear apart the heavens and earth, Bu Eun-sul slowly lowered the tip of his sword to the ground.
It was the look of a defeated man, his sword drooping lightly, as if he had given up on everything.
“What is this?
The two panic, but they can’t take back the seconds they’ve already spent.
At last, the two great spirits of the Demon Palace and the White Horse enveloped Bu Eunseol’s body,
Boom!
With a powerful explosion of Qin Qi, a golden radiance spread out from Feng Shui’s body, and a dull sword cavity erupted from his sword.
Pow!
Suddenly, a huge black river, like a cloud field, spread out in all directions. At the same time, the world went silent and the sky turned black.
At the same time, the seal of destruction and the Hundred Horsemen’s Essence Water that had been pouring down on Bu Eunseol disappeared.
Occiput.
Myotian Wu and Yu Yunlong’s bodies were dozens of zhang back, and the sleeves of their arms were powdered.
Both men had suffered severe internal injuries and their faces were bloodless.
“What kind of sword is this?”
Bu Eunseol, who was standing there with a dreamy look on her face, said in response to Myo Tianwu’s question.
“Heavenly Secret (Lament of the River)”…
“Heaven’s bane?”
“It’s the Eighth Eightfold Eclipse of the Infinite Heavenly Stream, which we’ve only theorized about, but haven’t yet been able to apply…….”
Even if the enemy scatters 10 million sword herbs, only one weapon will reach you.
The Heavenly Shot was an extreme counterattack style that utilized such swarms to counter the enemy’s decisive first move with a single blow.
But in order to perfect this test, we needed a technique that would be able to protect against any form of attack.
And Bu Eun-sul has finally perfected the formula, using the Yeo’s jin jin jin, which can be tangible in any shape.
Chiiyi.
Steam rose from Bu Eunseol’s body.
His blood rushes and his veins ache as if they’ve been pinched. But he smiled through it all.
‘I can see the road a little bit.
What if you could further cultivate Ye Yi’s true essence and perfect this heavenly zither?
You’ll be able to fight like a king and a queen.
* * *
The Snow Flower Pavilion is the most famous pavilion in Buzhong.
The liquor here is unimaginably expensive, and the singers and dancers are all highly skilled and beautiful.
The maidens here don’t sell their bodies unless they want to, so they’re unapproachable to the more promiscuous.
As a result, it had a reputation for being a favorite haunt of Near Eastern luminaries, rejects, nobles, and dignitaries.
“Get out of here!”
At that moment, I heard cursing in the silence of the snowy garden, followed by a shouting match.
Voila!
Then the guests in the hut each opened a window and looked down.
There was a drunken man and a group of men fighting for a lift near the tracks.
“Jin Wen! Where the hell have you been that I can’t even see your nose!”
Qin Wentian was the most accomplished maiden in the Snow Flower Garden. She was beautiful, fair-haired, and skilled in the art of shotgunning.
“Bring her to me now, now!”
The man shouted, and one of the men grabbed his sleeve.
“She’s hosting a guest of honor at the Seol Eumgak right now, so how can you bring her in out of the blue?”
“Huh, do you know who I am?”
Sana shouted in a thick voice, swatting away Sahwan’s hand.
“How does it make sense that this body would take its precious time to come all the way here and not be able to see him, Qin Wentian!”
“Confucius.”
“Hmm, do you think I don’t have the money?”
He flung a stack of slips from his arms into the man’s face.
“Hurry up and bring her back!”
The bundle of slips that hit Sahuan in the face and scattered to the floor looked at least ten thousand times larger.
Apparently, he was the prodigal offspring of a pretentious family.
“Bring him to me, now!”
Percussion.
After a while of the men’s commotion, the windows of the third floor of the West Pavilion on the east side were thrown open and a low voice rang out.
“Look here, young man, there are a lot of nouns in this scented garden. Don’t make a fuss anymore and go home.”
“Hahaha! Nouns? Where are the nouns in Giroux?”
Sascha chuckled and looked around.
“When men come to Giru, they come to lay their hands on a pretty maiden’s head!”
“Confucius, if you keep coming out like this, we can’t help it!”
His behavior became so bad that the men of the Xiangxiang Palace gathered around him and tried to overthrow him.
“What can you do? Hahaha.”
But he chuckled as he lightly tossed aside the men who claimed to have mastered martial arts.
“How dare you touch this man’s body!”
“Huh.”
Another angry voice rose up from the third floor of the hut.
“Wretched man. I’m talking about something important, so get rid of him.”
Then the west-facing door opened, and out walked a stout middle-aged man with the bulk of a bear and the loins of a tiger.
The fabric is very high quality and clean, but the only thing I noticed was that the sleeves were showing signs of wear.
“Huh, you mean beggars go to Chengru too?”
The middle-aged man’s dark eyebrows knit together at the man’s words.
“Young man. I think you’ve had too much to drink, go home.”
“If you want to go back, don’t bother, I’ll take care of it.”
“That’s not a nice thing to say.”
The middle-aged man, sensing that he could no longer speak, reached out and touched the man’s shoulder.
In what appeared to be a simple restraining gesture, the middle-aged man’s fingers actually contained enough force to break an ox’s bones.
He wants to dislocate the man’s shoulder in one fell swoop, causing him pain and sobriety.
Woohoo!
At that moment, a dull crackle spread through the air.
But that’s weird.
Isn’t the middle-aged man about to grab the man’s shoulder, only to be pulled back with a scowl of arrogance?
“Big.”
Clutching his fingers, the middle-aged man groaned in pain.
The man’s fingers dislocate his shoulder, and the force of the blow snaps his fingers.
“I can’t believe my body is this hard…….”
Located between the collarbone and the tip of the shoulder, the acupuncture point is a painful spot for the untrained martial artist to press.
You’ve hardened that soft spot to the point where you can push an aerated finger through it?
You mean to tell me that a man like this Farakho has mastered a foreign martial art like Chul Po Sam?
“You’re a beggar, so your hands are rough and you smell.”
He pointed to his shoulder pads, which had been punctured by the middle-aged man’s fingers.
“The Goyan beggar has torn my precious silk robe. Have you any money to pay him?”
“You think you can do anything with a degree in foreign affairs.”
Ududuk.
The middle-aged man snapped his fingers again, and the bones crackled and a powerful energy flowed from them.
“Show me that there is a sky above the sky.”
Pow! Thump! Crack!
A series of dull blows echoed through the front yard of the Westward Angle.
Indeed, the sky was the limit.
Unfortunately, instead of a middle-aged man, the sky was a drunken, rampaging man.
“This bastard doesn’t even know the subject!”
Billion. Billion.
Every time a man’s foot touched him, the middle-aged man had to curl up into a ball.
It doesn’t seem like I’m exerting much effort, but every time my foot touches my body, my bones creak and my entire body is drained of energy.
“How did this happen.
The eyes of the middle-aged man on the floor were unfocused.
He was Xenosam, the patriarch of openness.
Eagle Sky and Mountain.
He was a master of close-quarters combat who had mastered more than eight forms of Genra Jin Kwon, one of the monogamous martial arts of the opening.
And he’s rolling on the floor like a dog because he can’t stop a drunken Farakho from kicking him?
“That, stop!”
Xenosam cried out in pain, and the man stopped kicking.
“Bring it up, then.”
“Who?”
“Bring up the epicenter.”
“What the hell is that…….”
Genosam didn’t continue.
The kicking continued.
“Huh. Now I see you’re a young deceased.”
A deep sigh came from the third floor of the hut, and suddenly an old man stepped down in front of Xenosam.
“You can’t even immobilize my perfumed liquor with a kick.”
The old man squinted his long eyes and said.
“Which school are you from?”
“These are funny beggars.”
He pointed his finger at the gray-haired old man’s face.
“If you’re a beggar, you’ll go begging outside like a beggar. Why do you crawl into a giroux that pays three hundred rmb for a drink?”
“Watch your language.”
The old man said with a twinkle in his eye.
“This chamber is said to walk the walk, but it is not generous enough to tolerate the wretches.”
“You like it.”
He smirked.
“Is it the job of the Zheng Clan to sell high-level information to the rest of the world and get paid handsomely for it?”
“…….”
“Even the Eight Paths of the Eightfold Path, which categorizes key information that goes up in the open?”
Squeal.
Suddenly, the sound of shouting began to echo throughout the hut.
Seolhyangwon is a place where big movies and celebrities from all walks of life come.
But a major figure in openness is being paid for selling information?
“Who art thou?”
The old man’s expression turned as cold as a glacier.
He realized that the man wasn’t drunk, he was intentionally provoking him.